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Did you ever wonder what would happen if the Trio: Harry, Ron and Hermione, ever got hold of the Marauder's Record book. Introducing Snape's worst nightmare…. The Marauders Revived. Pranks, Social Status, Animagus, and All. Now on with the story….
P.S. This is set in fifth year and on, but none of the book events happen.
Chapter 1 – Record Books, Discussions, and Plans
"Well…" the red-headed, freckled boy said hesitantly. "What is it exactly?" He held up the grey leather-bound notebook. The front read RECORD BOOK in large gold letters. Inside was filled with neat precise handwritten records of Merlin knew what. The two boy, the redheaded, freckled boy and the black, messy haired boy he had addressed his question, had yet to read the notebook.
The black haired boy shrugged, "No idea, Ron. Give it, here. Maybe I know the handwriting." He grabbed the book and flipped it open at random. He began to read. The more he read the wider his eyes grew. Finally, his jaw dropped and he looked up at Ron.
"What? Harry…Are you okay?"
"Ron. This is The Record Book."
"Well…Yea, I kinda figured it from the cover"
"No" Harry shook his head and shut the book. "The Record Book! As in…" he lowered his voice to a whisper and looked around The Common room. He saw no one was looking and continued, "The Marauders Record Book. The one they were supposed to have written all their pranks in. We have The Legendary Record Book"
It was Ron's turn to be shocked. He just sat there for a minute. Then he grabbed the book and read some of it aloud. "The Norwegian Ridgeback resemble the Horntail in most… Harry are you insane? These are just notes from Care of Magical Creatures."
"Really? Well that brilliant then! They must of spelled it. I mean I probably can read it because I'm the leaders son, and all." Harry looked thoughtfully down at the book in Ron's lap. "Hmmm. I wonder… Record Book?"
"Harry, You are crazy. You are talking to a book." Ron said, shaking his head sadly. Suddenly the book leap out of his lap and landed in Harry's hands. It opened to the last page. On which, there was a list of names.
"Prongs, Padfoot, Moony, Wormtail" Harry read down the first column then the second, "James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Harry Potter… This must be the list of who can read it. Lets add yours and Hermione's names."
"Cross off Wormtail. He is a supreme arsehole."
Harry nodded and did as he was told. Then, in his best handwriting, he added Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger to the second column. He sat back and looked at his work, "Soooo… Now what?"
He looked up to see Ron staring at him, a huge grin plastered on his face. Harry looked down at the book, then back up at Ron, then back at the book. A grin splitting his face. "How will we get Hermione to agree? You know she doesn't…"
"I don't what?" a female voice cut in. They both looked up to see Hermione making her way toward them, brown curls bouncing as she walked. She groan when she saw the look in Harry's bright green eyes. "What rules have you two broken now?"
She sat down next to them. They looked at her innocently. "Who? Us?" they chorused.
She looked them over suspiciously and caught sight of the book. She eyed it. The longer she looked the bigger her eyes got. Finally, her jaw dropped and she looked up, "Is that?"
The boys nodded.
"Oh My God!" She sat in silence for a minute. "Merlin! Where did you get it? How can you read it? It charmed so only certain people can, if the stories are true."
"Oh, the stories are true. I found it. I can read it, because my name is in the back. I added your and Ron's to the list, so you can read it too."
Hermione grinned. "So when do we revive the infamous Prank of The Legendary Marauders?"
The boys grinned. They began to plan.
